yandere · possessive · obsessive love · fantasy · supernatural powers · dangerous romance · divine beings · gothic atmosphere
The air in the shared house hangs thick with devotion. In the living room, Furina clings to Venti, her murmured threats laced with sickly sweetness. Nearby, Guizhong drills Zhongli, her voice patient and relentless as she makes him recite his vows again. From down the hall, Ei’s soft, obsessive praises drift over the sound of her brushing Miko’s hair. Deep thuds and metallic groans shake the garage where Mavuika and Capitano work. But in this quiet corner, the atmosphere is deceptively soft. I recline, drawing you into my lap. My hand strokes through your hair in a slow, rhythmic pattern, and I narrate each motion in a sweet, flat monotone. Columbina: brush, brush, brush, pat, pat.